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Open it again, it's still moldy silk, it's a pity that these good things, otherwise, the price would not be lower than those silver dollars.

There was the last box left, which was also the smallest, but it was tightly sealed, with brass decorations on all four corners, and a lock on it.

Liu Qingshan didn't have the heart to destroy it, so let's find a way to open it after moving it up.

In addition to these boxes, there were some things piled up in the corner, Liu Qingshan went to look through them, his face full of displeasure.

There should be some antiques and the like, probably piled up here in a hurry, so there are basically no protection measures.

The dozen or so scrolls, at first glance, should be calligraphy and paintings, but they are all rotten and out of shape.

Think about the fate of the silk in those boxes, not to mention the paper stuff?

Among the pile of paintings and calligraphy, there were some utensils, like two Buddha statues, but Liu Qingshan didn't dare to touch them.

He felt that it was better to call Uncle Lu and Second Master Bai and let these two professionals see whether these paintings and calligraphy were worth saving.

As for the gold bars and silver dollars, they can be shipped back first.

But you can't say anything, it's better to avoid outsiders, after all, this kind of thing is too troublesome to explain, and it's easy to make people jealous.

A few people returned to the ground first, and told their grandparents about the situation in the basement. Grandma kept wiping the corners of her eyes:

"Sanfeng, those things, you can just figure it out."

Liu Qingshan comforted with a smile: "Of course, grandma has the final say on the things in grandma's house."

"We're all so old, so there's nothing we can't take care of. These extraneous things, we don't bring them with us when we die." Grandma thought about it.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "I'll keep that for you, Grandma, anyway, it's just a thought."

So it was decided, the stone slabs were covered again, and when they came to the front courtyard, Liu Qingshan simply gave the construction team a few days off and told them to start work after the National Day.

The workers have received the money, and now they are on holiday again. After tidying up, they happily go home for the festival.

But the old hat didn't leave: "No, there are so many good things, someone has to stay here to guard."

"Uncle, let's go, you still have to pull people with three rounds. When I didn't know it before, didn't you put it there for decades." Liu Qingshan dragged the uncle out, locked the door, and Let's talk at home.

When I got back to the small courtyard, I saw Second Master Bai leading Zhang Chunyu, still working in the temporary study.

"Second Master, you don't rest during the holidays, and you make me feel embarrassed, so why don't you work harder." Liu Qingshan said with a smile, and told Bai Erye about the situation.

For Second Master Bai, Liu Qingshan is quite trusting, with good craftsmanship and a tight mouth, just like these calligraphy and paintings he repaired, without revealing his tone to the outside world.

"Then you have to go and have a look. According to you, the damage is more serious, but don't worry about Qingshan, as long as it doesn't turn into mud, the second master can try to restore it for you."

Second Master Bai was also in a hurry, and immediately wanted to go to see it, but was stopped by Liu Qingshan: "It's a big holiday, let's go tomorrow."

He planned to bring back those yellow and white things in the afternoon with Mr. Lao Maoer and Uncle Lu. Of course, the fewer people know about these things, the better.

After lunch, the three of them brought their tools and set off on a three-wheeler, dumped everything into the sack, and then pulled it back with the three-wheeler.

Walking on the street, no one pays attention at all. Who knows what kind of rags are in your sack?

"There are quite a lot of gold bars and silver dollars. It seems that there will be no need to collect these in the future."

Uncle Lu thinks long-term.

He and Lao Mao walked around the streets, and the silver dollars were indeed collected.

Liu Qingshan thought about it and said: "Silver dollars can still be collected. Gold bars are a rare item. Even if they are collected, they can't collect a few in a year."

The current price of gold is about 80 yuan per gram. Is this price cheap? It was definitely not cheap at that time.

The monthly salary of an ordinary worker can buy one gram of gold.

But Yuan Datou, who is worth a few yuan now, will be at least a few hundred yuan in the future, and the room for appreciation is bigger than gold.

Not to mention, for some rare varieties in silver dollars, the price is even more boundless.

While it is still possible to collect it now, of course we have to charge more.

As for this batch of gold, Liu Qingshan felt that it would be good to keep a small part as a souvenir, and dispose of the rest as soon as possible.

In the future, with the rapid development of mining technology, the output of gold will increase, but it will actually depreciate.

The journey was uneventful, but when we reached the entrance of our alley, we saw two police officers in uniform standing in front of us.

"Hey, Mr. Mao, what's the matter with you today?" The person who asked the question was a middle-aged policeman, a police officer here, and he also knew what old Mao'er did for a living.

"Master Zhan, the festival is still going on."

The old hat grinned and leaned over to pass cigarettes to the two policemen.

"Hey, old hat, you've made a fortune, and you've all smoked peonies." Policeman Zhan lit his cigarette, then nodded to Liu Qingshan, he also knew this young man.

Of course, Liu Qingshan also looked as usual, and greeted cheerfully: "Comrade Zhan, sit at home for a while."

Zhan Gongan took two puffs of his cigarette, and said in his mouth: "National Day is coming soon, don't forget to hang the national flag at home, and report in time if there is any situation."

"Okay, how about you?" Old Maoer agreed, and rode three rounds into the alley.

When they got to the door, Uncle Lu let out a sigh of relief: "I was so scared just now, I didn't dare to breathe out."

Liu Qingshan said calmly: "There is nothing to be afraid of, this is our own property."

Chapter 452 Is this a gourd baby or a gourd girl?

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be difficult for Liu Qingshan's family to reunite: the eldest sister and her brother-in-law stay in the county, and the second sister is far away on the other side of the ocean.

Liu Qingshan was worried that his mother was in a bad mood, so after dinner, he led his family to the guest house to spend the festival with the villagers.

Eating fruit, tasting moon cakes, and chatting about family stories and what I have seen and heard in the capital, before I know it, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed.

The next day, it is already the end of the month, and tomorrow is the National Day.

Today's itinerary is to visit the Ming Tombs. Liu Qingshan told everyone not to take pictures. There are some things that you can't trust or disbelieve.

When the big troops set off, he took people to the old house.

When we got to the basement, light up two lanterns, Liu Qingshan and Mr. Lao Maoer turned on the flashlights and illuminated them next to each other.

Second Master Bai went up to check it out, and then said, "It's a bit of a mess, but it should be able to be rescued, at worst it will take a little more work."

Can this work?

Looking at those paintings and calligraphy, Liu Qingshan thought they were completely scrapped.

Fortunately, I didn't mess around yesterday, otherwise, it would be a big loss.

Second Master Bai chuckled: "Some of the calligraphy, paintings and documents taken out of the ancient tomb are even more damaged than this one. Otherwise, how can we show the craftsmanship of our profession?"

No one else can help with this task, only Second Master Bai leads Zhang Chunyu, and the master and apprentice do it.

It took a whole morning to pick out the dozen or so paintings and calligraphy, and two fans, from the pile, which made Erye Bai so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist.

Liu Qingshan was also very touched in his heart, and felt that when repairing these paintings and calligraphy, he should give the second master some more money.

I found a restaurant at noon and had a good meal. Bai Erye led Zhang Chunyu back to rest first, and the rest was basically rough work, so they were not needed.

In the afternoon, Master Lu became the main force, and Liu Qingshan and Lao Maoer joined hands, perhaps affected by the good luck in the morning, they were pleasantly surprised.

There is a gilt copper Buddha statue and a pure gold Tara, with coral, clam, agate and other precious stones inlaid on the crown above and the rosette below.

In addition, there are scattered, some antique jade and porcelain, and there are as many as thirty or forty pieces, which can be regarded as a good harvest.

Transport all these things back, Uncle Lu simply tidied them up, and within a day or two they will be basically back to normal. When the time comes, Liu Qingshan is going to take them back together.

In the evening, I brought grandma over to take a look. The old lady looked at this pile of things, her eyes were moist again, and her mouth was choked:

"My grandma believes in Buddhism. This Tara is placed in her Buddhist hall. Now that I close my eyes, I can still recall the old man's voice and smile..."

Grandma Qiu Ju also shed tears beside her, pointing to a small snuff bottle inside: "I remember the second master, he likes to play with this the most in his hand."

Grandma nodded, and gently picked up a somewhat decayed birdcage:

"This is my grandfather's favorite thing. At that time, it was on my hand all day long, and there was a thrush inside. When I was a child, I always secretly caught grasshoppers and fed it."

Looking at the longing on grandma's face, Liu Qingshan felt that these things will all be returned to their original places when the old house is repaired.

Although the cage is no longer usable, Uncle Lu said that the decorations on the cage and the bird food jars inside are not ordinary products, and he can make a new cage in the future and use these objects.

This night, grandma lingered here for a long time, until it became quieter, and then she went down to rest at the urging of grandpa.

……

In a few days, it will be the National Day, and this is also the last day of the tour group in Beijing.

Last year's National Day was Daqing, but this year is more normal, but there are still many more people in the square than usual, showing a sense of joy.

The folks are mainly shopping today. Although Jiapigou is now a well-known ten thousand yuan village in the country, Liu Qingshan found that when everyone spends money, no one is extravagant.

It's like Zhang Ganzi, who usually bluffs, but when it's time to buy something, he buys a new suit for Xiaoman and a floral shirt for Aunt Cuihua, but he doesn't want to buy anything.

Of course Aunt Cuihua didn't agree, so to speak, she bought him a really good half sleeve.

The others are similar, they are used to being thrifty, and they are reluctant to buy things, especially expensive things, even if they can afford them, they are determined not to buy them.

Liu Qingshan had to persuade them: "Now that prices are rising more and more, it's time to spend money."

Liu Qingshan remembers that in [-], there was a wave of panic-buying across the country, no matter what, food, drink and clothing, they rushed to buy it at home first.

Eventually everything in the store was sold out.

The reason behind this is that the country's price breakthroughs have led to rising prices, and since then, people's hearts have gradually become impetuous.

The whole society, also on the spiritual level, has undergone major changes.

The old branch secretary also sighed straight away: "In the past two years, I have earned more than before, but the money seems to be getting worse and worse."

Everyone has a deep understanding of this.

In Jiapigou now, after the last dividend, everyone's deposits exceeded [-] yuan, and the money was sitting in the bank, so it was really useless.

Because I am making money every year, the amount of this deposit will only increase, not decrease.

Hearing everyone's complaints, Liu Qingshan's heart was moved: he wanted to dispose of those gold bars, and the treasures would not go abroad, so he might as well sell them to the villagers.

It's better than grabbing those firewood, rice, oil and salt in two years. At least in the short term, gold can still preserve its value.

This incident also reminded Liu Qingshan: the villagers have more and more surplus money, and they should be properly guided to make reasonable consumption and investment.

On October [-]nd, the [-]-member tourist group in Jiapigou finally set foot on their way home contentedly.

For the vast majority of villagers, a brand new world unfolds before their eyes.

And as they continue to go out in the future, their vision will become wider and wider...

"Haha, I'm home, I'm home!"

After getting off the bus, the children started to run home.

Although the outside world is very exciting, it is strange. After going out for a few days, I really miss home.

Think of this dilapidated mud house, think of the big yellow dog wagging its tail vigorously.

The young and strong people who stayed in the village also came to welcome their relatives after hearing the news.

"How is it, is the capital okay?"

This is the most asked question.

The answer is basically the same: "The capital, of course!"

Then I talked about Tiananmen, the Forbidden City, and the Great Wall, and I couldn't finish it.

Zhang Ganzi yelled suddenly: "I won't talk to you, go and see my brothers first, they all want to kill me!"

Aunt Cuihua yelled from behind: "Don't worry, go home and change into work clothes before going!"

"Old branch secretary, Qingshan, when are the rest of us going?" Captain Zhang and the others felt itchy when they heard this.

"No matter what, we have to wait until the next spring when the flowers bloom. It's meaningless to go in winter."

Liu Qingshan felt that there would be more than half a month of free time before the field was planted in the spring and the wild vegetables came down. After May [-]st, it happened to go there again.

He and the old branch secretary were not in a hurry to go home, and followed Captain Zhang and Er Biaozi to the village.

Ask about the situation in Jiapigou these days, apart from going up the mountain to pick mushrooms, and serving the greenhouses and livestock, there is no big deal.

The rice in the field will not grow until mid-October.

In addition, some radishes, cabbages and carrots should be harvested one after another.

Captain Zhang also asked: "What is the origin of the uncle who came with Uncle Kidnap, do you need to tell everyone to be respectful?"